Sorry for the long time it took me to update, but I was out of town the previous week, and this week I had virtually no time to type what I wrote, until today, that is. :)
I was planning to include the cooking scene in this chapter, but I went on exploring Matt's thoughts and I wanted the cooking scene to have a chapter of it's own, so i wrote it in Chapter 3.
Warning: It might contain over dramatic parts. :)
Excuse: The Drama Queen in me took over when i was writing, and when i simmled down and tried to rewrite it in a cooler tone it sounded cold...
All his life Matt had prepared for the current job he had at the ARC, in order to be close to the events that were going to bring an end to life on Earth as the people of this time knew it, and stop them in their tracks, and yet he had been foolish enough to put one human's life (who didn't even belong here) above everybody else's. What had he been thinking? In fact, had he been thinking at all? And the furious Gideon went on and on, lecturing him about how foolish and reckless he had been.
Gideon was terribly upset about his saving Emily, but how could he had done otherwise? He was undeniably drawn to her, caught in the mystery that surrounded her. He felt the need to keep her safe from harm, to know her happy. For once his life had meaning. He no longer was just something to stop the world from being destroyed, he was someone. She gave him ameaning, a purpose, an identity because he loved her. And there was no way he was going to ever let anything happen to her, regardless the consequences. Come hell or high water, she was going to be safe.
His chain of thoughts was interrupted by the alarm, which announced him that it was time to get up and prepare Emily breakfast. As he was thinking what should he prepare her, he realized that he had no idea what she liked for breakfast. Or for any meal, for that matter. I prefer tea. She liked tea, that's all he knew. With that in mind, he slipped out of the improvised bed and proceeded to the counters.
'Hi, you're up early.' Emily told him as she entered the room, attracted by the movements she heard from the bedroom.
'Morning! I hope I didn't wake you up, did I?' Great going, Matt. You woke her. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just preparing you something to eat…'
She came a little closer. She was so beautiful with her hair all messy.
'Tea?' she asked intrigued.
'Yeah… that's all I knew you liked.' he smiled.
'Thanks.' she said simply as she helped herself to a cup of tea and a piece of toast with butter and gem. 'Did you use that thing to boil the water and toast the bread?' she asked pointing towards the cooker.
'The stove you mean? Yes, boil the water. But for the bread I used the toaster.' he smiled, pointing towards it.
'Your world is full of strange things.' she muttered as she inspected the toaster.
'Well, after today, I know at least one thing that will be less strange.'
'You're referring to the cooking lesson? Be advised, I have never entered the kitchen before, so you'll have to start with the very basics.'
'Don't worry, it's not that difficult.' he smiled, 'All you have to do is know how to peel and slice veggies and how to use the cooker. If you know that you can cook. All you have to do is follow a recipe.'
'And when do we start?'
'Well, we have the whole day at our disposal, it's my day off today, so whenever you want.'
'Ah, well than, I'd like to brush my hair, so after I'm done. And you might want to put a shirt on.' she added with a smile, before quickly turning around and disappearing in the bedroom.
Stupid Matt, you're not living alone anymore! he thought as he quickly put on a shirt.
There was something in the way she looked at him when she said that, that made him think that maybe his feelings were returned… He felt his heart shrink and beat faster, maybe she did like him…
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